busy elsewhere, phoney home

http://liecause.tripod.com I seem to spend talking to Nick Land and northanger a lot lately. Theyh are fabulators of the worst sort; you know that cartoon from the Middle Ages with the fella on his knees upon an earth diminutized horribly and sticking his head out of the atmosphere to look at the stars? He erred on the side of caution cause folks who can't keep their greedy eyes off heavenly bodies are bound to stub their toes or worse, stumble, you're safer on your knees I guess .. . . .say, wasn't there some sorta falsely claimed Sphinx prize? How many legs has a rock anyway. OK, I'll treat you to a picture I like very much:

I be able to think fast but feel like this (very) distance relative of mine: like I'm sinking slowly